Support you lost your horse [E-sports]

It's quite wide.

[Flame: Why? 】

Jing Yan began to look forward to Chu Junhang's answer.

Linking "Flame" and "e-sports" together, the right side of the equation is only the ADC of the original CES team, Flame God.

Whether Little Boss loves or hates "Flame," that's a good thing for him.

Of course, it is more convenient if you like it.

【Wood: A wise man speaks because he has something to say; a foolish man speaks because he must speak. 】

[Wood: Are you one hundred thousand why? 】

Jing Yan was a little bit dumbfounded, just changed the name, do I need to move Plato out?

[Flame: Sorry, I just want to know why you asked me to change my name. 】

【Wood: Wood and flames, do you want to set me off with a torch? 】

Jing Yan was stunned.

It's that simple?

But he couldn't ask directly, so as not to reveal his identity.

[Flame: Let's talk. 】

【Flame: Braised pork ribs and shrimp with celery for lunch. 】

In fact, he already knew what Chu Junhang likes to eat from a certain brother-in-law, and the chat was just to make the atmosphere less awkward after the two met.

I didn't expect that he was too self-righteous and self-indulgent.

Jing Yan laughed, and he really hit the spot with Manager Wang.

Without waiting for Chu Junhang's reply, he put the phone back in his pocket with smooth movements.

Words can't touch the little boss's heart, so the only way to grab his stomach is with food.

He didn't want to end this job so quickly, but wanted to stay as long as possible to get enough money to invest in building a team.

After all, jobs with a monthly salary of [-] yuan are not available everywhere.

Anyway, there is no deadline in the contract.

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Chu Junhang went to the next city to watch a game, and after the end, he flew directly back to the capital by plane.

The driver has been waiting at the airport for a long time.

"Sir, go to the company or go back to the apartment?"

Chu Junhang lowered his head and swiped his phone.

"Back to the apartment."

Jing Yan was peeling shrimp when he suddenly received a call from Chu Junsheng.

"How do you solve it at noon? If you want to book a restaurant, tell me when Xiao Hang comes back."

Jing Yan washed his hands with water, tapped the hands-free button with his knuckles, and said, "I made a few dishes."

"Oh, that's fine."

During the interview, Chu Junsheng tasted Jing Yan's cooking skills. Although the appearance was a bit inferior, the taste was not inferior to the chefs outside, and it still had a homely taste.

Jing Yan hung up the phone, estimated that it was almost time, and started to steam the rice.

Chu Junhang came back looking for something to do. He opened the door and put down his luggage and sat in the living room.

When Jing Yan came out of the kitchen, he was startled by a carrot growing suddenly on the sofa.

"Sorry, the kitchen was too loud, I didn't hear you coming back."

"Ah."

Jing Yan was just about to go back to serve the dishes, but found that the little boss' eyes were glued to him.

"What's wrong?" He lowered his head subconsciously.

"Where's the apron from before?"

Fumura thought of the pink snowman apron hanging in the kitchen.

"In the kitchen."

Because it was too pink and tender, he couldn't control it, so he went to the supermarket to buy a new gray one.

Chu Junhang didn't say anything.

During this meal, the two of them ate very silently, especially Chu Junhang, who just immersed himself in cooking without even looking at the person opposite.

Jing Yan exhaled, telling himself to be graceful and patient.

The washing of the dishes was left to the dishwasher, but Jing Yan went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and Chu Junhang disappeared.

He got a few fruits that didn't need to be peeled, made a cup of coffee with milk and brought it to the second floor, knocked on the door and put it on the small table at the door.

In the huge room, Chu Junhang is on the upper floor and Yan Yan is on the lower floor. It looks like two emperors divided and ruled. The ceiling in the middle is the Chu River and Han Dynasty.

Washing off the smell of oily fume, this time Ihomo got dressed properly in the bathroom before coming out.

Playing games consumes too much wrist and is not conducive to recovery.

But cooking can move his wrist without being too intense, and it can also exercise the flexibility and control of his fingers.

He lay sideways on the bed, looking at the computer on the table, the light in his eyes was complicated.Then he lay on his back, looked at the ceiling, and made a mouth shape.

"Good night, classmate Xiao Hang."

On the morning of the school report day, Jing Yan woke up according to her biological clock as usual.The smell of breakfast wafted in through the crack of the door. He put on casual clothes and walked out the door, and saw his aunt who was busy.

"You are Mr. Jing." Auntie raised her head and smiled kindly.

"Yes."

Jing Yan didn't correct her aunt's address again, but turned to look at the stairs.

"Chu Junhang hasn't come down yet?"

Auntie hesitated.

"Maybe, maybe it will be a while."

Jing Yan nodded.

University is not as strict as high school and junior high school, as long as you report within the specified time.It's too early, it's okay to get more sleep.

But at noon, Chu Junhang didn't come down.

"Auntie, where is Xiaohang's breakfast? I'll warm it up for him."

Jing Yan opened the refrigerator and asked.

Auntie didn't cook Chu Junhang's breakfast at all.It's not that she is lazy, but that Chu Junhang never eats breakfast.Occasionally, when she gets hungry and wakes up earlier, she cooks fried eggs, toast, hot milk, or cooks the wonton dumplings frozen in the lower shelf of the refrigerator.

"You can just make lunch." Jing Yan took off his apron.

Breakfast turned into lunch, and the protagonist hasn't gone downstairs yet.

He recalled the contents of the contract, and felt that it was not so easy to get [-] yuan.

"Knock knock."

Jing Yan stood at the door of the master bedroom, knocking on the door patiently.

He is more experienced in dealing with people who stay in bed. After all, the prince had difficulty getting up in the base before.

"Stop knocking!!!"

There was a roar from inside the house.

Immediately afterwards, the door in front of Jing Yan was opened, and a group of weeds appeared in front of his eyes.

The radish has fallen asleep.

he thought inappropriately.

"Are you eating?"

Radish, who had low air pressure and black eyes, gave him a hard look, and closed the door with a "bang".

Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock.

Knock knock, knock knock.

knock knock...

The rhythmic and regular knock on the door sounded again, persistently.

I have to say that Jing Yan is indeed Master Zao.Messy and disorderly sounds will not disturb people's sleep, just like some people watch videos and fall asleep after watching; the human brain cannot ignore regular sounds and will become more and more awake.

Suddenly, a pillow flew towards him.

Jing Yan reacted quickly and dodged it.

Auntie looked worriedly at the stairs downstairs.

"You're not finished yet." Chu Junhang looked gloomy, holding the remote control in his hand.

"Time to wake up."

Jing Yan's good temper was exhausted, and he leaned against the door with folded arms, expressionless.

"Do you know how many personal assistants my brother hired me before?"

Chu Junhang pushed up the broken hair in front of his forehead, and smiled softly, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"I can make them go, and I can make you go."

Jing Yan ignored the spoiled young master, left a word and turned around to leave.

"Those who leave are incompetent."

"2 minutes, I want to see you downstairs."

Jing Yan didn't have any good methods, but dealing with disobedient children was nothing more than "sueing the parents", that's all.

Five minutes later, Chu Junhang sat down at the dinner table with a dark face.

"Go to school to report after dinner."

"Ah."

My aunt made lunch today, and Chu Junhang seemed a little less motivated to cook.

After sending Chu Junhang away, Jing Yan planned to go out to buy some daily necessities, but halfway there, he received another call from Chu Junsheng.

"The driver said that Xiao Hang escaped, has he returned home?"

Jing Yan was taken aback, and quickly drove a shared bicycle home.Fortunately, no one got lost, and Jing Yan saw a green mass in front of the building from a long distance away.

"Squat here, what?"

He walked over and kicked the upper of Xiao Worry's shoe.

"Look at the scenery." Still stubborn.

"Okay, let's go back upstairs."

After Chu Junhang settled down, Jing Yan called Chu Junsheng back.

"found it."

"However... what I said may be presumptuous."

"He's not in the right mental state."

Chu Junhang locked himself in the house for a whole day, even with Jing Yan being very irritable.

He took a deep breath, and finally looked at the computer standing quietly in the room.

If you don't play ranked matching, you won't hurt your hands playing chess.

Jing Yan turned on the computer and boarded his tuba before becoming famous.

Riot Games, the operator of the League of Legends game, issues "super numbers" to professional players every year for daily training. The "super number" is recycled once a year, and then it will be reissued in the second year.

When Jing Yan was at CES, the super account had been taken back, and now that the contract is terminated, he can’t get it back, so he can only use the highest-ranked account.

Of course, there is another disadvantage of using a large size.

As soon as I entered the game, a message popped up in the dialog box.

[15:12] 48732 (Xiaohe Ling): Flame?

[15:13] Don't call for help (fat water dragon): Really Flame?

[15:13] Sad Pacific (Jingwei): Hey, our "No. [-] ADC in the universe" is here to play chess, welcome everyone.

……

Jing Yan ignored these more or less sarcasm words and concentrated on the game.

[15:18] Wood (Meow Guard):?Are your brains sick?

[15:18] Wood (喵卫): What is the yin and yang?

Jing Yan noticed this person's ID.

Is it a coincidence?

[15:19] Sad Pacific Ocean (Static Tail): Brainless fans.

[15:19] Sad Pacific (Jingwei): You can't tell others if you beat the dishes?

[15:20] Wood (喵卫): Why didn't your nb see you playing professionally?Flame God is something you can slander?

Seeing these two people quarreling in the chat, one of them still had a bad mouth, which made the other people in the game feel bad.

Jing Yan couldn't bear to see "Wood" continue to struggle alone, so he clicked on the chat bar and typed two words.

[15:25] Flame: shielding.

[15:25] Wood (Meow Guard): Flame God! !I am your fan.

When the eighth was carried away, Jing Yan stretched, but he didn't feel much relaxed.He clicked on the homepage of "Wood" to check his record, and found that he was an auxiliary player.

Just then, a friend request from "Wood" appeared on the list.